I’m not even going to bother trying.
I know I’m going to cry tomorrow so why fight the feeling… you feel me?
Look. I am one of the few people who actually admits liking high school—- well, despite the hellish behavior kids these days act upon and thrive off of. Yes sir/ma’am, I liked high school… hell you can say I loved high school.
When you are a freshmen you don’t realize the ride that you’re in for, you don’t realize where you’re going to go or how far you’re going to go—- Essentially (as fresh meat) you end up entering high school thinking that you are the shit and you own every goshdarn thing in sight (God bless the souls of all almighty freshmen). But as mighty and as shit-like as you may be—- you don’t realize that you are one of the luckiest people alive.
I was one of them, I was one of those kids who thought she’d have everything in High School… I was obnoxious. 4 years ago I stood at the same height with the same hopeful look on my face, but at the same time 4 years ago I had straighter and shorter hair and my skin was slightly darker… possibly to symbolized my shit-like mentality. But still—- I was one of them and do I regret my actions? That’s not even a question, but if you need an answer it is yes… yes I do regret my actions.
But my my my, look how far I have come and look how far I have gone. The last day of my High School career is tomorrow and shortly after that I’m off to San Francisco. I’m thrilled, I’m worried, I’m upset, I know I’m going to cry so I’m not going to bother trying not to.
The past 4 years of my life have been the best and I know this for a fact because just by me thinking about those past 4 years, I have found myself crying pitiful tears into my pillow for the past 2 months.
I have lived the life of a high schooler. I have lived the life of an insomniac. I have lived the life of a procrastinator. I have lived through the lives of a freshmen, sophomore, junior and senior. I have laughed and cried and danced and shot and sang and created and pulled through my times at high school. I’ve created memories that I’ll tell my future kittens about. I’ve lost friends that I don’t regret meeting but regret losing. I’ve created a legacy and a name for myself. Yes sir/ma’am I have lived the life of a high schooler and I sure as hell am going to miss it.